Fan Hua suddenly became nervous and asked hurriedly, "Has the anesthetic worn off and the pain is still there? Should we call a doctor?"
Zhao Yilu let out an exaggerated cry of pain, "Yes, wife, it hurts so much, but calling a doctor might be useless. Why don't you try kissing me? I think it will work!"
Hua's cheeks flushed instantly, and she spat softly: "It's already this late, and you're still so frivolous!"
But looking at the sweat on Zhao Yilu's forehead and his other hand clutching the quilt, he understood that he was only appearing calm and composed. He didn't cry out in pain because he didn't want to worry himself. Otherwise, why would he be sweating so much?
In an instant, the feeling of heartache took over. She hesitated for a moment, slowly bent down, and gently kissed Zhao Yilu on the cheek.
This kiss seemed to have magical power. Zhao Yiluyuan's frown instantly relaxed a little. The corners of his mouth lifted up, revealing a satisfied smile: "Wife, it's much better, but it still hurts a little. Why don't you try kissing somewhere else?"
Fan Hua looked at his worthless appearance, feeling both angry and amused, but what to do, she really liked his ruffian look, so she obeyed her heart and lowered her head to kiss his thin lips.
A hint of a triumphant smile flashed in Zhao Yilu's eyes. He responded to the kiss gently, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around Fan Hua's waist, pulling her closer, making this intimacy even deeper.
The air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant and the blended breath of the two people, but it was inexplicably harmonious and warm.
After a long time, the two slowly separated, their breathing a little rapid, their eyes flashing with affection and attachment that only the other person could understand.
Zhao Yilu chuckled, his voice filled with satisfaction and teasing: "It seems that my wife's kiss is still effective. Now it really doesn't hurt anymore!"
Fan Hua's cheeks were flushed and her lips were slightly swollen. She stretched out a small pink fist and hit Zhao Yilu in the chest. Zhao Yilu took advantage of the situation and pulled Fan Hua towards him, causing Fan Hua's entire upper body to press on her.
Suddenly he said seriously: "Wife, I really missed you in these three months!"
The two looked at each other, both full of affection, and at this moment the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open with a creak.
The nurse came in with a new infusion bottle. She had a professional smile on her face, but when she saw the scene in front of her, her smile froze instantly and an embarrassed blush appeared on her face.
Fan Hua was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She jumped away from Zhao Yilu as if she had been electrocuted. She hurriedly tidied up her messy hair, her eyes dodging. It was so embarrassing!
Zhao Yilu had a calm expression on his face, with a smirk of triumph still on his lips. He shamelessly said to the nurse, "I'm sorry, the wound just hurt so much, my wife is giving me pain relief. You came at a good time."
The nurse coughed lightly, trying to regain her composure. As she hung up the IV bottle, she said sheepishly, "You and your spouse have a truly wonderful relationship. The pain will last for a while after the anesthetic wears off. These few hours will be the hardest. This new bottle of medicine is mainly for pain relief. If the pain is severe, you can press the call bell to call a doctor. You...you should be careful not to touch the wound, or it will be troublesome!"
After saying that, he glanced at the two of them hurriedly, then turned around and walked out of the ward quickly, closing the door considerately.
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